One person’s nonsense is another person’s art. I realized that today as I powered through the puddles in my backyard in a mad dash to catch the group of rabbits who seemed to be throwing some sort of pool party. Silly rabbits, I thought to myself, I’m going to get you! But as they scattered to their hiding places in the corners of the yard I felt the slightest bit of guilt for breaking up their fun.
I don’t usually have feelings of remorse in situations like this, so it definitely took me by surprise. We’ve all been like those rabbits at some point or another, I realized as I sloshed back through the lake that seemed to appear in the backyard in a matter of minutes. (The sky is not crying today. It’s bawling.)
I remember a time when water turned me into a thoughtless nincompoop too. Not too long after my forever parents adopted me, they took me aboard something I couldn’t quite wrap my mind around. One minute we were enjoying a beautiful car ride, and the next minute there we were, the three of us, on what they called a boat. I couldn’t believe my little doggie eyes. The water was dazzling. The sunlight sparkled off each and every little peak in the water in the most breathtakingly fabulous way. I had to get closer – I had to feel the magic! Once, twice, three times, I jumped off the boat into the water for no other reason than that I was mesmerized by its beauty.
In retrospect, that probably wasn’t the best plan of action as that was my one and only experience on the boat with them. I also better understand now why the two people I love most in the whole world yelled at me like they did that day. I’m not the best swimmer (I can’t manage to keep my backside from sliding down behind me), and they were both fearing the worst.
Gratefully, the worst is far from what happened. Instead, I took with me the image of all those beautiful diamonds glittering on the water. The lake in the backyard looks nothing like my ocean memory, but a metaphor came to life in my heart today as I considered the fun those rabbits were having before I crashed the party.
Words are like water to me. I haven’t always liked how they make me feel, but I need them to survive. They can bring the worst, but they can sparkle in such a mesmerizing way it takes my breath away. And they’re so darned fun to play with (which must be why those rabbits were throwing that silly pool party in the puddles). I did an experiment today that brought poetry to life with the most interesting combination of articles, adjectives and nouns. I asked some of the people in my life put together a mad lib of sorts today without really knowing it. The result? A fluffy tree sings to an affectionate Tiger licking Pumpernickel bread. I don’t care if I sound like those rabbits looked at their pool party in the rain. This nonsense is artwork to me.
Oh Wiley, please don’t go jumping into the ocean ever again – at least not without a life-vest on. We would be devastated if anything happened to you.
Dear Lyn, Thank you for your concern! I shall definitely keep your words under advisement and I am flattered by your thoughts. 🙂
Thank you!!! And welcome! I love seeing new smiling faces! 🙂
Always a good read – especially on a stressful day 🙂
Thank you so much! I got very philosophical with this one, so I was hoping people would like it.
I never tire of your wisdom, Wiley, but I’d truly love to read a fictional piece you compose about a fluffy tree singing to an affectionate tiger licking pumpernickel bread!
Goodness gracious, you made my day. And I might just keep that fictional piece in mind. Thanks for the suggestion! 🙂
Love to have been a part of this ~ thanks for including my bread! Great post my sweet pup! 🙂
Thank you for being part of this, and for your pat on the head. 🙂
You are not alone chasing rabbits, Wiles…. I confess that I cannot pass a park cluster of pigeons without stampeding through them. And, that’s HuntMode talking, not Claire or Elby… I just love busting on through and watching them take flight. Guilty pleasures, but more pleasure than guilt, I admit…. HuntMode
I loved the story of your stampede. I also enjoyed your pleasure and guilt about it. 🙂
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I like surprises. 🙂